Robert Jordan walked into his classroom and it was curiously hushed. The teacher sat at her desk quietly not facing the class. There were about 12 desks in the room. Each was exonerate except for a bingle dark blindfold that was placed into the eye of each desk. The scholarly person, about 50 % young woman and 50 % boys sat nervously in their seats. Henry M. Robert took the end remaining seat, sitting towards the back of the room. As soon as he sat down, the teacher got up and closed the door.
"Welcome everyone !"she announced."This family is Sex 101 ”.
The kids in the classroom giggled a slight bit.
"There are 3 matter you must know in this class :
# 1 ) No condoms allowed.
# 2 ) You must follow the rules.
# 3 ) You do not desire to break the pattern. If you do you will be punished.
Robert flinched. What sort of rules are those ? You must follow the rules and you do not want to break the linguistic rule ? What are the regulation you do not want to breach ? His thought process were interrupted by the sound of the instructor again.
"Everyone please put on your blindfolds"she said.
Robert looked around the class. Throughout the desks the students seemed to be complying with the teacher's parliamentary procedure. He put his blindfold on. There were no cracks in the fabric for him to see through. He was now completely blind.
With his visual sensation restricted, Robert's former senses heightened their awareness. Again he noticed that the room was eerily silent. The secretiveness thudded against his ears until with a little rustle he heard a body pass by him.
What ? He thought. multitude are moving now ? He waited silently as two Sir Thomas More bodies walked by him. The third metre he felt a breath of air whirl by him by the slight whisper of movement stopped. He realized with a jerk that somebody was standing by his mitt. His ears perked up and now he waited expectantly. What was going on ? There was another rebuff rustling and he heard the sound of fabric hitting the background. Without warning a small-scale hand touched his forearm. Henry Martyn Robert nearly jumped out of his chairperson. Being blindfolded, the illume ghost of the hand felt electric car. He realized the hand was feminine and was pulling gently on his arm. He let himself be guided by the orphic womanhood's touch. She pulled his hand off the desk and guided it. Robert felt a skin senses of delicate flesh and then abruptly his was cupping a pocket-size, lightly haired, cushy pussy.
The vagina is quick and he can almost cup it all the way in his hand. It is voiced and wet the way a young high schooling pussy should be. He keeps his hand still, resting up against the pubic warmth, listening to the breath near his ear. When he shifts his hand ever so slightly he can discover an intake in breathing spell. I wonder what would happen if I rubbed it ? He mused. However, before he could do so the pussy is taken away from his hand. He is left with a minuscule assembling of warm juice pooling in his still cupped hand. The class is dumb for a bit of two more and then the teacher instructs everyone to take off their blindfolds. Robert surveys the class. Everything looks normal and everyone is sitting in the same can they were before the blindfolds went on. Confused, he is startled as the Vanessa Stephen rings and the students begin to shuffle out of the schoolroom. He is definitely looking forwards to day two of this class.
On the second day, Robert was very delirious for division. His experiences the first day intrigued him. He wanted to know what kind of wellness course of instruction, even if it was called Sex 101, allowed students to palpate a real live vagina on the first day. He thought they would just be watching video recording or something to con how to put on a safe.
When he walked into the classroom, everything was similarly set up. Again there were 12 desks laid out in the elbow room and again there was a lightlessness blindfold on the mall of each desk. As the bell rings the teacher once again stands up and instructs everyone to put on their blindfolds. This prison term Henry Martyn Robert delay in anticipation. He feels two consistency pass by him until a third mortal stops near him. Once again he hears a clump of fabric hitting the floor and then the same lightly haired puss is slipped back into his manus. The pussy feels even warmer and more moist today. Robert begins to knead the pussy ever so slightly, and is rewarded with a slightly audible groan. Robert begins to let his hands explore. He is anxious to have it away whose genitals are currently cupped in his mitt. This is like no spot he has ever been in before. Henry Martyn Robert crawls his hands upwards from the vagina he is cupping. He lets his hired man travel until he touches what feels like the hem of a cleaning lady's shirt and then up under the shirt until he can feel the bender of a woman's white meat. He can feel another tenuous uptake of breath as he trails his finger up over soft mouth. It is at this pointedness, as he is close to figuring out the personal identity of this mysterious person, that he feels something crevice down on the back of his head and everything goes black.

When he wakes up he is blindfolded and he can feel that his surroundings have changed. He is now nearly nude, covered only in a slim down paper medical cock, and lying, back down, on a inhuman tough table. His head is restrained by a smooth leather belt ammunition that is anchored into the table. So are his wrists. His ankle joint are only lightly restrained and as he wiggles he can feel some spring in those constraint. He lies on the board, waiting.
A school bell rings and he is surprised to discover students shuffling into a classroom very near to where he is lying. He hears teacher's volume being laid down and a feminine voice begins a lecture.
"Welcome receive division. Welcome back to girls-only anal."
Robert flinches. Girls-only anal ? What the hell is that ? The lecture continues.
"As a 21st C cleaning woman, having a vagina is always enough. Men are always thirsty for more and one matter you can offer them is your anal cavity. Now, raise your hand if you know the answer : who knows the first of all rule of anal ?"
The class laughs."Lube up !"one lady friend shouts.
"Very good. Now who remembers the secondly normal ?"
"Always get an enema before hand"another girlfriend shouts.
"Again, correct"the teacher replies."Both rules number one and number two are rudimentary convention of anal retentive never to be disobeyed. Alright stratum, now this will not be a very hard course. We will learn how to properly deliver anal sex and at the end of the social class you will have anal retentive sex with a spouse for your net course. Department of Energy everyone sanction ?"
A chorus line of yeses echoed back from the crowd.
"Ok then lets get"the teacher said."One of the well ways to see anal retentive is to actually see it performed so that will be the cognitive content of our inaugural lecture today. Olive, will you please bring out subject out ?"
Robert felt the table he was lying on being wheeled out and suddenly he was exposed to the bright lights of the elbow room he had been listening to. His blindfold had shifted a little bit and he was able-bodied to see a crowd full of high-pitched school girls all eagerly leaning forward from their seats to get a good tone at him out of the corner of his eye. As he glanced around he also saw the teacher, an attractive woman in her early thirties, was putting on mitt.
"Alright class. The affected role we will be learning on today is named,"she looks down at the forefinger notice in front of her,"Henry M. Robert. Robert was caught trying to forecast out somebody's identity during his Sex 101 category. He serves us as just another reminder not to break the rules."
The class of girls booed.
"Alright now, here we go"the teacher said and Henry Martyn Robert felt his ankle restraints loosened. However, to his dismay, his pegleg were immediately grasped hard by unsung work force and lifted high before being plopped down into stapes. Stirrups ! The affair they use at the OB/GYN or to birth babies ! How humiliating. The aesculapian sheet he was wearing as his only covering suddenly is removed and there is an hearable gasp from the crowd of young young lady.
"Ok, ok calm down miss"said the teacher."We've all seen a dick before, I'm sure many of you were in incursion 101 before coming to this class."
Some of the girls nodded. One little girl, out of Robert's lineage of sight, spoke up.
"But ma'am"she said."This one is especially big."
"Yes that's true but that's not really what we're here for."Henry M. Robert felt her move humiliatingly between his legs, which were held open by the stirrup. She cranked something out of his stack and the stirrups moved wider, spreading his peg even more."This here category"she remarked,"is Robert's asshole."There was a terrible bit of silence and then a cold, gloved finger lightly touched his cocksucker."This lilliputian gull is the key to what we're learning today."She lightly moved her finger around his hole."The first matter we're going to do to it is consecrate it an enema."Henry Martyn Robert felt his stirrups tightened until his ass was lifted off the tabular array, and then a moth-eaten bedpan was placed beneath him.
"All you need for a beneficial enema is a bag and a tube connecting to that bag,"the teacher said moving away from Robert and pulling both out from her desk draftsman. Henry Martyn Robert was capable to see out of the turning point of his eye that the bag she was holding was filled with all the way liquid. She walked back between his peg and out of sight."Now, the water system you have in your clyster bag is most likely going to be frigid. You need this water to be at least lukewarm for this process to be at least semi-enjoyable for the receiver. One deception I like to use is to place the bad between your breasts. This will do work for ample breasted young woman out there. Small-breasted girls I'm sorry you're out of hazard. Placing the bag between your titty will gradually warm the water in the bag over time."It was evident to Robert that at this time the teacher had placed the enema bad between her rounded chest. She continued,"The following thing you need to do is to lubricate up the tip of your clyster metro and the recipient's asshole."
Robert heard a brief mash helping hand and he assumed the tip of the enema subway was being lubed. Then, without warning a drop of cool, fluid lube dripped down onto his dickhead. He shivered. The instructor laughed.
"They never expect that first gear drop grade. Especially when they're blindfolded like this one."
The class laughed again and Robert felt more lube being dripped down onto his son of a bitch. The digit rubbing it in applied a low-cal pressure to his hole but neglected to violate his asshole. The class laughed again as Henry M. Robert squirmed with anxiety. He had never had anything in his ass before.
"Now that it is all lubed up, you are ready to stick in the clyster tube into the arse"the teacher announced to the class. The instructor pushed the clear plastic tube towards Robert's ass. He clenched his asshole tight. He didn't know what rules he had broken but he certainly knew he did not want that thing in his ass without his permit.
"Now now Robert. Don't be silly,"the teacher quipped. She smacked his lower abdomen causing him to temporarily unclench his muscleman and deftly she shoved the tube inside him. At first the sensation was like fire. He would feature gasped, but he held his tongue. The teacher did not push the thermionic tube in any more, she simply let him adjust to his new tactile sensation. After a brief stop, Robert adjusted. He could still finger the slim down force per unit area of the tube separating his asshole but he no longer wanted to gasp. The instructor pushed the tube in slightly more and once again Robert felt like he wanted to groan. The third time she pushed it in a small farther. Henry M. Robert still felt a little uncomfortable but the detrition of the pipe sliding past his never before violated frame produced a pleasurable teasing maven. The teacher began talking again :
"Alright class, you have now pushed the clyster into the subject area. Our Robert did very well accommodating this into his tube into his cavity but for tighter SOB you will throw to withdraw your fourth dimension and maintain patience."Pencils scratched against notebooks as the fille diligently noted what the instructor had said.
"You are now ready to pump water from the clyster bag into the anal retentive cavity. Hopefully your tit have been warming the liquid this unscathed time. To pump simply squelch the water bad like so."
Henry M. Robert prepared himself. He felt a small, quick stream of water squirt from the tube deep inside him. He immediately relaxed all of his muscles, allowing the weewee to filter out of him and into the waiting bedpan. The cliff of water supply felt deeply erotic as they trickled down out of his maw.
"Henry M. Robert !"the teacher exclaimed."You can't let the urine trickle out of you like that. You need to hold it all in and release it when I say so. Okay, ready ?"
Once again, piddle spurted out the metro inside him and once again Robert relaxed, letting the piss trickle out of him. He was immediately slapped. Hard. Against the brass.
"Robert, I'm not kidding,"she said. He groaned. His ankle restraints were tightened again.
"We'll try this one Sir Thomas More time"the instructor told him.
This time, as the water system was pumped into his ass ( a little more forcefully I might add ), Robert clenched his muscles and held it in."Good !"the teacher exclaimed. She pumped again and Henry Martyn Robert felt his down in the mouth belly begin to expand. She pumped again and he began to feel an urgent pressure against his lower belly and ass."Now recall Henry M. Robert, it is absolutely imperative mood that you gold this all in until I say to put out it ok ?"
He groaned again.
"O.K."she said. She pumped again and by the fifth or 6th pump his anal cavity was entirely full. The water exerted uncomfortable force and there was intense pressure on his motherfucker to release. She squirted one to a greater extent pump of water into his ass and commanded him :
"cargo deck,"she said. The pressure inside his anus was agony. His whole consistence felt swelled up and he could experience his abdomen bulge. She began to count down."30,"she said."29…28…"By the time she reached ten Henry M. Robert was done. The warm water demanded against the interior of his physique. Water began to leak out out of his bastard but he retained the most of it for fear of another slap.
"5"the she said. Henry M. Robert wanted the sugariness outlet so badly. At zero a finger helped unfold his asshole and piddle gushed out of him in flare-up. The flowing dissipated slightly until there was only a minor trickle flowing from his shit. He panted from the travail of holding the water in. His interior felt empty and abused. He felt a hand wipe his crack down, washing away the clod that had exploded from him. He felt another set of hands slay bedpan, now filled with water, from underneath him.
"You did good honey"the teacher said, allowing a touch of understanding to cower into her representative."I'm proud of you, but I'm not done with you yet ”.
Henry Martyn Robert could only grunt. The enema tube was removed and he sensed her move out from between his raised wooden leg. Out of the recess of his eye he saw her run back to her desk, open a draftsman, get something out and begin to remover her leggings that she had previously been wearing. A girl coughed, causing him to temporarily take care away. When he looked back she was facing away from him, pantsless with her little ass pointing towards him. He realized briefly that the instructor who had been abusing him up until this level was a small individual. She stood 5'4 with a flimsy chassis, toned calfskin, and a slim, firm ass. He groaned again. In another scenario, one where she was a normal teacher and he was a normal student, he might find her attractive. When she turned around to face him front on he saw that attached in social movement of her vagina she had a big, melanize strap on. Robert's insides clenched and unclenched at the thought of her charge plate monster inside of him. She was speaking again, while rubbing the dildo strapped onto her with lube. He noticed fleetingly that the mannikin of strap on she had chosen to wear cradled her clit and had a slight joy nub that rested just inside her vagina."So she will be getting some pleasure out of this"he thought. He tuned back in to what she was saying :
Class, you've seen a wild example of an anal clyster, thanks to me you are now ready to see what anal retentive sex looks like. Now obviously I do not suffer a dick,"the category laughed,"so I will be using this baby right here,"she slapped her rubber penis playfully,"to get the job done. Robert has generously provided us with the motherfucker we need for this sex. Please, Justine, lower the subject's mesa a little bit."
According to the her sign, some spiritual domain person cranked something to lour the meridian of the table that Robert was restrained on top of. Whereas before his stage and stirrup iron had placed his asshole at bosom height ( perfect for reaching in and performing an anal retentive cleansing ), now his prick was lowered to the level of the teacher's strap on. She stepped out of Robert's sight and back between his stage. More lube was applied to both her prophylactic putz and his prick.
"The first-class honours degree step is consent"the teacher advised her bookman, petting Henry Martyn Robert's ass and blink to the social class."Then you are ready to mount. In some cases that would entail climbing on top of the man. In my instance, his ass is already spread and at dick level. I simply have to move forward."She moved forward between Henry Martyn Robert's leg. He felt the tip of the caoutchouc dick come to rest lightly against his whoreson."Then you are ready for entry,"she said and thrust her pelvic girdle forward, entering Henry Martyn Robert's ass and finally taking his anal virginity. Henry M. Robert could give birth screamed from the intense whiz inside of him as she entered. Her dildo in his ass was dreadful, yet euphoric at the very Lapp time. Her prophylactic hammer slid bass and deeper interior of him. The rubbing of it sliding past his never before breach flesh sent waves of pleasure rolling through his body. Soon the instructor was in deeper, deeper than the douche ever had been. Robert felt wonderfully full phase of the moon and warm. waving of passion radiated from his navel where the shaft of her cock rested. He felt her small hand fall lightly onto his hard lower abdomen as she braced herself. He could listen her panting from pleasure and out of the corner of his eye he saw a little girl's jaw drop. Apparently this story of intensity in a fuck from this teacher was unexpected. The teacher, once again bracing her minuscule material body against his navel, pulled back her hips and withdrew her rubber putz from Robert's ass. The girthy tip rested lightly again, almost out of his asshole before she drover herself forward again and plunged inside of him. His pelvis bucked and his eubstance ached against the waist simplicity. It was all Robert could do to not cry out in joy. Every fibre of his being seemed to be stimulated as golden irradiation of joy filled his ass. The connection from the teacher's strap on to the inside of his ass crackled with energy as if it were an electric wire. He was breathing extremely heavily now, as was she. The stirrups Henry M. Robert's legs were restrained in rattled with each thrust of the teacher's rubber putz. With even to a greater extent intensity she ramped up the tempo of her stab in and out of his ass. Each deep stroke now rammed up against his prostate and a shudder escaped from between his gagged sass. He mystifying jabbing reached a breakneck gait until, impaled on her black rooster, Henry M. Robert came in an anal orgasm. The muscles in his ass pulsed and writhed and contracted against the heated rubber of her prick. Nearly simultaneously with his convulsions Robert felt the instructor make a last, thick thrust and then moan in an sexual climax of her own. Apparently the stimulation of the shoulder strap on grinding against her button was too a good deal for her to take. Her shaft still inside him, he felt her weight fall forward onto him and they both laid, warm and heaving, joined at the hip in lucky waves of delight. Just then the ship's bell Witwatersrand and the girls of the class packed up to leave. Henry M. Robert heard each girl thank the teacher for an insightful object lesson. All the teacher could do was not, still entranced by her pleasure. As the finally girl left the year, Robert felt her galosh cock withdraw from him as two the great unwashed supported the teacher, still wobbly from her sexual climax. The table he was lying upon was wheeled away, artificial cum still leaking out of his ass. He watched the teacher drop down, stunned and drenched in her own fluids as he was wheeled away and all went shadow once more .